Book2:KigdomIteDreams
书迷正在阅读：暗号 , 【总攻快穿】炮灰断情绝欲后他们悔不当初 , 三生泣：魔尊夫君要吃我 , 每天醒来都在修罗场（穿越） , 公主被咒,不do会死 , 面基了圈里的大神 , 草原上的猫 , 外卖的意思是上门挨cao！ , 今天该和谁分手 , 通吃 , 炎夏传奇：浑沌大魔王 , 忘了牵手
deverythingontothetwoemptytruckstohaulthemawaytothedumpsite.Brandnewdesign,braylinganddecorationweresuretnewlifetotheoldbuildingandgiveitaface-liftthatwouldamazeandastonishallbeholders.Sevetopnotchartisanswerehardatwork.Someweretakingmeasurementsofeverythingfromcurtains,walls,ceiling,windowsandfloors.Electriswereexaminingtheaelectricalwireswhichhadbeeninusefordecadesandwouldoberepced.Plumbersbroughtinshiningcrystalbathfixtures,eboratelycarvedached.Thedesignerwaomaketheapartmentintoaworldofcrystal,sothebathtubs,basinsahetoiletsweremadeofthatmaterial. Atthreeo’clocksharpwhenworkatthebakerywasjustwindingdown,Mr.Kaffee,Big-O,RichardandJamazarrived.TheolddwarfMickyofcoursealsotaggedalongashewouldneverwillinglymissainggathering.Dimitriledeveryoheyarddoorandtoldthemofhispn.Mr.KaffeebroughtoverachairforDimitriandthenheandBigOstoodbehindthechair.Theolddwarffoundalowstoolsomewhere,putitrightoDimitri’schairandsatdowohim.Dimitribentdowntothedwarfandasked, “Yousaidwehaveknowneachotherfes.youtellmeyourname?” 19 “TheycallmeolddwarfMicky.Ilikethename.YoucallmeDwarfMicky,butdon’tadd‘old’toit.Ihatethewordold.” “Good!DwarfMickyitisthen.FromnowonIwillcallyouDwarfMicky.” “Ilikethatname!”ughedthedwarf.“Ireallylovethatname.Ireally,reallylovethatnamevery,very,verymuch!”hetedwhileghishands,stampinghisfeetandnoddinghisheadincessantly.HisearandicalexpressionsauresandirrationallyemotionaloutburstscausedDimitriandhisfriendstoburstintoughter.DwarfMicky’sbrighteyesrolledaroundeverywhereandshowedgreatiintheworkoftheseveskilledworkmen.Richardknewquiteabitaboutelectricityandwassoondrawntothecrewrewiringthehouse.Hetalkedshopwiththemingustoandevenjoiheirwork.Jamazhowever,wasnotagoodhandyman,sohewenttohelpcarrythematerials.Verymuchimpressedwiththeirexpertise,DwarfMickytookoutawadofhundreddolrbillsandwalkedintothehousesaying, “Heyguys!Gooodwork!”Hewentaboutgivingoutcash,pressinghundreddolrbillsintothehandsofeveryworkerintheroomsaying, “Gobuysomewine.”WhenhecametoIke,thedesigner,hestillhadhalfthewadofcashleft.Heweohimandsaid, “Areyoutheheadmanhere?Yoodmanandgood-looking,too.OnlyIdon’tknowwhetheryouareamanorawoman.Butitdoesn’tmatter.Takeallthis.It’sallyours.”Ikewastakenabaddidn’tknowwhethertoacceptthemoneyornot. “It’sOK.Takeit”saidDwarfMicky.“It’sabonusfromtheboss”pointingtothebackyard.IkelookedoutandsawDimitrisittingintheyardwearingoldclothes,anolive-coloredsafarihatandholdingawhiteeinhishand,evidentlyablindman. “Couldhebetheboss/”hewondered.AnoldermanaroundsixtyyearsoldinagreysuitwhostoodbehindDimitrismiledathimandnoddedhishead,indigitwasalrighttotakethemohatmanlookedlikeabigshot.IkeputthemoneyinhispocketandtookastepforwardintendingtogooverandthankDimitri.Buttheoldermanshookhisheadasiftosay,“Don’teover.It’snotnecessary.”Ikestopped.Mr.KaffeebentdownandsaidtoDimitri. “ThatdesignerIkewaoeoverandthankyou.Isignaledhimnottodoso.”Dimitriimutedbythegenerosityoftheirboss,theworkersworkedonevenmoreeically.Justhen,Richardcamedow